My weekend started with a bang early Saturday morning (though not as early as it could have been) when I went raspberry picking with a neighbor. Picking started at 6:30 (I was told that cars start lining the road shortly after 5:00) and we got there at 8:00 and, by that time, were told it was pretty picked over, but there were still plenty of berries -- we'd just have to work harder for them. I worked up one row and down another and, indeed, I was on my knees a lot and my arms got a little scratched up and they weren't the biggest berries you ever saw, but I filled an ice cream bucket about 2/3 full and only popped a few (quality control, you know) in the process. Over the weekend, we ate them by the handful, in a bowl with sugar and cream, and in a pie*. It was back-breaking.
A few hours later, I was at a farmer's market with my mom where I found this lovely Guacamole hosta -- in a vendor's booth where there were nothing but hostas! Oh, they were all so lovely and she was so nice and I wonder how many more hostas I'll be hauling home this summer... Guacamole has been on my list for quite some time, and I don't feel bad about that spontaneous purchase at all! I also brought home a cute little viola and a maroon-colored sedum for DH.
On Sunday, I was digging up extras from mom's yard and finding places for them in my own. The two hostas closest to the lilac bush are new; the Patriot variety was split and the other half put elsewhere, along with a Fire & Ice (mini) hosta, some ligularia and some wild ginger. It wasn't Bickram Yoga, but I was drenched in sweat (mixed with soil) by the time I was finished planting. It was back-breaking, too.
The Blue Angel hostas are blooming -- they're the ones that helped model the last pair of baby booties, remember? They have more flowers this year than ever before. I dragged down the old chair that I keep on the porch for scale. I love that hosta.
So with all the sweaty, back-breaking work following close on the heels of the arm-numbing bathroom tile grouting, I've decided that today will be recovery day! I'm not going to do much except help Kt get some stuff up on ebay (she needs $ for that trip to London, you know), maybe go shopping for a new shower curtain rod (still waiting for caulk and tub spout) and knit on my sock.
Can you believe it? I'm knitting a sock! It was the Lorna's Laces Shepherd Sock yarn that I purchased at Purl, combined with the Rib & Cable Socks pattern in the latest Interweave Knits that finally spurred me to do it. What you see by Guacamole is Try #2 (larger needles) and I'm still kind of crossing my fingers -- it'll fit someone, I'm just not sure that someone will be me. I have just turned the heel (that took two tries, too) and started the gusset. There's other sock yarn in my stash that I'm dying to knit now. Who knew (well, a great many of you did, I guess) that sock knitting is perfect for comfort and recovery?
*Heavenly Strawberry Pie
2 c. fresh sliced strawberries, one Keebler shortbread pie crust, 1 small pkg sugar-free strawberry Jell-o, 1 small pkg sugar-free vanilla cook and serve pudding, 1-1/2 c. water, 1 c. Cool Whip Lite.
Place strawberries in pie crust. Combine dry Jell-o and pudding mixes with water in saucepan. Cook over medium heat until it boils and thickens. Spoon evenly over berries. Refrigerate for 2 hours. Spread Cool Whip over top and garnish with berries.
My mom got this recipe at Weight Watchers (it's 2 points for 1/8 of a pie) and it couldn't be easier to make -- unless you use raspberries because then you don't even have to slice them! I substituted raspberries for strawberries and used raspberry Jell-o and it was very, very good. We're probably going to experiment all summer long with different kinds of fruit...